YoUr HoMe Is In mY hEaRt

The Angel's Misty Window

2011-05-07T23:56:00.019+05:30

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He saw her sitting right next to him on the front seat of the car , she was all smiles .. her soft cheeks and a cute smile were everything for him. The chirpiness in her voice and the lively feel within her is all what he needed in a day. There would be days when she used to be sad and made that cute pug face :), she was cute .. very cute but her sad face was just unbearable for him, for she was the world for him.

He used to drop her in the morning and it would be the happiest time of the day for him. Just looking at her and watching her smile all the time, getting curious about the things she used to watch outside the window :) , enjoying the bumpy car ride making all the cute noises of her giggles :) with all the expressions anyone can have in the world, enjoying the water splashing from the pot holes, making smiling faces on the mist on the window , touching the few drops of rain that used to seep in through the window of the old car and splashing it all over, waving her hands :) singing her own song and literally jumping with joy for that was her best season ... the rainy season :) .

Well he was just a middle class man, living a mediocre life with a mediocre job. A second hand car which he bought for her comfort for she didn't have to face the heat in the summer, cold in the winter and rain in the rainy season. The smiling faces on the misty window in rainy days.. those happy songs she used to sing.. those cute smiles she used to pass were the only motive for him to live ahead in life after his rest of the family died in a plane crash previous year.

She was his daughter. She was a precious gift from the God himself like a blooming flower in the spring season and he would never miss a chance to make her happy. He was her Superman and she was his cute little blossoming flower :) But one day he had to leave her alone at home and go out to finalize a business.. that was the day when their life took the second wave of terror and jeopardy.

She was just sitting watching television that night.. she heard a voice of the door creaking.. she shouted aloud, " Dad! is it you ? " .. but there was no answer.

She could hear the sound of the footsteps closing in on her from behind. She was just 7 years old .. all alone in home in that dark night .. She asked again, " Dad ! Is it you? " there was no answer again....
At that very instant there was deafening sound of lightening outside.. so loud that it seemed it would tear apart the earth.. and the electricity went off at the same time .

Chills went through her veins.. She was just 7 years old .. her cold sweats.. the increased heartbeat .. the adrenalin levels were so high that she couldn't speak a word! .. She crouched to the corner of the room hiding behind the bed .. hiding from whoever was there ... She saw a shadow .. a man hood on his head .. clothes as black as the dark night !

There was a thunderstorm outside that night .. the lightening was so terrorizing as if it was falling from the hell itself .. It started raining soon .. There was water water everywhere .. accompanied with the ferocious lightening ! Because of the humidity in the house the windows were misty .. the same mist after the rain .. and nobody could ever notice what was going on inside..

As he moved towards her closer and closer .. she tried to hide herself more and more under the bed... He reached her .. and she was almost choking in on her own breath .. praying to God to Send her Dad to her .. He grabbed her hands and pulled her out with his manly force .. she tried to fight but was in vain in front of him .. she could have never won ! ..

He put his hand on her mouth to stop her from screaming and alarming anyone else .. but she never gave up her fight .. she was hitting him with all what she could .. she dug up her nails in his shoulders .. scratching him as hard as she could .. She fell down out of his reach .. as he was in deep pain.. he fell on the floor trying to balance himself in the dark .. That was when she saw his face .. and she could recognize that man from the park she used to visit every evening .. she tried to reach the window .. she wrote his name on the misty window .. just like she used to draw the smileys when she was small .. it was like her last ever smiley on the window .. she was just hell scared ! ..

At that very instant .. like an angel in disguise .. her Dad appeared .. and so did the electricity .. and there were Shots Fired !! .. and it was all over .. there was a silence everywhere ..silence of the death ..
And the Director said " Cut ;) .. Scene well shot ! " and they lived happily ever after .. ;) ;) ;)

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Killed in action

2011-02-02T23:37:00.006+05:30

He took his eyes off for one second and there was a bulletheading his way, fired from an assault rifle. It went through his left shoulder,piercing him apart , every muscle in it, spilling blood on his mud ladenuniform. He felt the pain but didn’t show anything on his face. His partneracross the rock asked him on the radio in a slightly cracked voice," Areyou ----dash--- maverick? Are you all right maverick?". He examined hiswound and ignored it. Replied, "Let’s go for the kill they are ---dash---falling apart." and opened the clip of a grenade and threw it as far as hecan to distract his shooter.

Maverick was always like this: ruggedly handsome, tough andhard, rough on the edge, a killing machine. He carried a .45 ACP magnum, alwayshad a charm for guns, charmed by their hard metallic bodies, the trigger whichholds the power of taking as many lives as it can, the bursting voice after thebullet leaves the gun, the smell of the gun powder. He was mad but not madenough to take lives just like that. He did it on purpose!

He was not raised in the high society areas of Americabut in a land of anarchy, the shear lawlessness and randomness of which hit himhard when he was young, filled him with hate and made him solid like diamond,shining in the dark. He has viewed death right before his eyes and it was the notthe fear that gripped him then, just the height and sense of things. A gunbarrel right on his head playing a game with his mind. They fired the first onewhich went through his ear, spilling his crimson red blood, tearing the earapart, injuring him. It was then he decided he can't take it anymore, he had aninception that he was stronger than this situation, stronger that anybody elseand it was then a HERO was born!

The radio cracked again, “What the hell are you thinking Maverick?He is too far off for that grenade, we need some action here ", and herehe was all known for his action and crude bravery. It was a rumor that hekilled the whole battalion last year with the blink of an eye. He is like aroaring tiger who circles around the prey, savoring the meal to come and thenkill brutally with his claws and sharp teeth with death in his eyes. Hereplied, " These son of Bit**es need a lesson and i will give them onetoday, right now!" He was not much of a planner but yes he knew how tobreak plans with his brutal force. He stood up with a rocket launcher and justfired into the very heart of the enemy formation, and smiled listening to thedeafening sound of the launch of the rocket.

The source of thefire that started then was like from the hell itself because of the oil spreadfrom the enemy airplanes on the valley, so far and wide; it was like the sun-brightand killing. Everyone was running but maverick, he knew he was there for apurpose and it was to end this war tonight. He made his 2nd strike with asecond rocket and BOOM!! there it goes again, sending many souls back toheaven. He was standing there alone, fearless, but suddenly heard a gunshot. Tillthe time he could turn, it pierced his heart making the arteries push blood outin the air. As he turned, he was shocked - it was not the enemy that shot him! Itwas his friend!! The man of steel was going down and everyone was just watchinghim die there. And here he lies dead on the rock. His file reads a stamp: "Killedin action!", when the one who killed him was not his enemy but a friend.

The Trip that was (25th Nov - 6th Dec ) :)

2011-01-31T21:22:00.003+05:30

The full Journey on the map.

I am writing after a long long time, i know, i don't really write anything until i have the urge to write anything .. and so here i am :) The feeling of the trip started way back, much much before the actual trip began. As soon as i got to know that my end exams got pre-poned the planning started and so did the trip with it.Being in hostel with a missing washer man you have to wash your clothes.. i mean ALL of it, (i don't know what happened to him..got kidnapped or something, he just stopped coming after my mid sem exams )and then plan tickets, talk to friends, talk to Dept for leave they are not willing to give, talk to friends around to forge my signature on registration sheet, talk to friends around and make fun of the dept people for they said," they wont be able to run the show without us". I really have no idea which show they want to run with us ( a circus perhaps ;)).

So here i was, planning a trip just before my exams. The feeling is different in itself, reaching at this stage after 18 years of education, you don't really have fear for exams, there is just frustration towards lecturers and towards the kind of question papers they design. People don't argue about the answers now, they only argue that if we would have been there we could have designed a much better question paper :).

So i was free of the war like feeling on 25th nov, after many sleep less nights and over working tiring days and under grade question papers. i was up till late on 25th night trying to fill my hard disk space to the brim downloaded like 25GB of data, because i know i wont be getting such a internet speed anywhere:) and packed my stuff. Next morning i was early trying to make the necessary arrangements to leave.

The VRL Bus i was traveling by :)

It is a very different feeling to be the first one from the batch to leave for home :), you can say good byes to everyone else and feel happy also at the same time, moreover it was really something when the HOD of my dept told me on face that he wont allow me to leave for home but i left anyway feeling homesick after 4 months thinking that the HOD is paid to stay there and he is not much good as me anyway :P.

Bus going through the Sea side

The journey finally started with a bus journey on 26th from my college NITK Surathkal to Mumbai domestic airport. The journey was a little unexpected, it started with a sudden rush when the bus arrived at the guest house gate when i was feeling that the bus will be late. I settled down in my seat saying good byes, made some calls letting everyone know i am up and running in the bus. just a random thought came in my mind that it would be too sad if i couldn't talk to anyone on the bus ride, at that point a first year btech poped into the seat besides me.

The Sun set from the bus

There were 3 of them .. one going to pune to meet
his girlfriend ... and rest two were just going off to some friend's place in mumbai i think. So it was good to have him by my side .. talking over stuff .. about college .. about life.. about seniors :P sharing food that we have .. eating out at a place at night which seemed more like hideout for undercover agents :) no cellphone signals .. no street lights .. the place outside the restaurant was more of a scary one so to speak. Anyway the night went by with the mp3 player(trying to work out dance numbers) and the "housefull "movie playing in the bus. It was kinda cozy in the bus, have never traveled with a blanket in a AC bus .. so it was quite a change. Of course saw the mumbai pune highway in the morning .. and the view was so so grand.. just imagine a peak of the hill rising up from a cover of clouds .. and there are clouds and clouds everywhere :) simply beautiful :).


part of mumbai from the bus

So reached mumbai finally next morning and the bus did dropped me just near the airport (and on time )as expected .. but because i didnt know where i was exactly i end up paying Rs 40 to that autowala ..saying to him when i was getting off,"Bhaiya hum sabko bana rahe hai aur aap hume bana rahe ho:)", haha .. i don't know from where it came to my mind:P.I reached the counter only to find that my connecting flight from delhi to lucknow got canceled and they shifted me to another .. so i have to wait like 2 hours at the delhi airport.. i thought to myself .. " that's kinda okay..as if what can i do". My flight from mumbai to delhi also got delayed .. haha by and hour or so .. it really seems these flights are running like a delhi's blue line bus.. they just shift passenger to another flight because there weren't enough people on board, like trying to fill up to the brim :).

View from the plane (Mumbai - delhi )

There were like 10k marriages that day in lucknow, and some youngsters sitting besides me were also going there.. and they were like freaking NUTS ..haha like totally .. one guy left his blackberry jacket at mumbai airport checking counter.. cant stop talking about chicken tikka .. and passing comments about everything around .. haha and even arguing to people around. I reached delhi around 2 in the afternoon only to find that that my flight from delhi to lucknow is delayed further .. and i have to wait like 5 n a half hours at the airport.. and to add to the tragedy .. i checked in my laptop power cord in my luggage in mumbai. So i bought a book called iWOZ ... it is autobiography of Steve Wozniak, the co founder of Apple .. other that the Steve Jobs. and what a book it was .. i don't know if you are a geek reading it .. but i could relate to it, every bit of the book.. all his pranks .. science projects .. diodes .. and circuits ..reading it was so mind boggling and super interesting. i spent all my time reading that great book as i really felt some inspiration from it.Now was the time to get back on the plane again with those people haha . this time that one person who lost his jacket asked me for the book i was reading earlier.. The No Asshole Rule" ;P. And delhi looked just awesome in night.. all those connecting streets lights made it look like a jewel on earth .. i was enjoying the view till all lights fade out.. and listening to a some old man .. dressed like ramdev :P trying to sell something to a much younger girl haha .. by giving some book for free.. it was like selling in the air haha :D, i mean everyone was laughing around because most of the people were the same who took a flight from mumbai..so it was kinda light to share it with everyone. Like the late flight UNITED everyone to say something bad for GO AIR flights :).

In the end i finally reached Lucknow, the food capital of India (as the poeple with chiken tikka in their mind told me :) ) .. and you know its good to be at a cool place when you are traveling from a hot place like Mangalore, and traveling one and half days .. crossing almost the whole of the country for a wedding where you can meet your old good friends from college.. have fun with them.. Its like making history.. and all those photographs are like treasure that you take with yourself as you grow up.Had a really really good time in lucknow .. enjoyed alot, saw those old baraat bands .. The one with a person sitting with a harmonium in it .. and he is singing and playing the instrument .. but the funny thing was while he would sing .. there would be no music .. and when he would play the harmonium there would be no singing :P haha ... Enjoyed the marriage at its best. and left for Varanasi for my masi's place for Bhaiya's reception.

I have visited varanasi before .. all the temples and the market place .. BHU is a good place to stay in with all the greenery around .. you tend to feel good :) had a nice reception.. and then traveled back to delhi on 5th dec :)Home Sweet Home :)
Ps: Sorry for making it too long .. but it was worth it :)

Are you economy dependent?

2010-07-16T01:32:00.001+05:30

Money has no memory. Experience has. You will never know what the total cost of your education was, but for a lifetime you will recall and relive the memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but will ever cherish having saved your mother's life or the life you get to live with the just born. You won't remember the cost of your honeymoon, but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of togetherness. Money has no memory. Experience has.

Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know from where the tomorrow will come... life has been in one way or the other a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the wallet was full... sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and you alone can remember them all. Fact remains the same cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience never.

You can still take your parents, if not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your lap. Aspects like your health, knowledge development and spiritual growth are not economy dependent.

Time will pass... economy will revive... currency will soon be in current... and in all this; I don't want you to look back and realize you did nothing but stayed in gloom. If you are not happy with what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy.

Make a statement with the way you live your life. Respect life, live with passion.

Always remember this: "If you wait to be happy you will never be happy!

PS: Got this as a email .. felt like sharing it with everyone :D. have a nice day ahead :D

Just another day in Post graduation classes :) part 2

2010-03-27T15:06:00.001+05:30

On Monday 9am class, everyone in the class feeling proud with achieving the fest of being awake all through the 8am mathematics class even if they slept late on a Sunday night. The Teacher is teaching as usual .. while Mr A is still in sleep .. trying to make the teacher feel .. why cant you just shut up and let me sleep.

In the middle of the class :

Teacher : ( wrote two codes on two halves of the black board ) So this left one is a code in c++.. and this right code should do the same in PL/SQL language... any problems ? understood ?? ( expecting a 'yes' after every such question ).

Few students in class: (in synchronization ) YES MA'AM !! .. ( so fast in the reply without thinking many a times ).

Rest of class : ( wait a bit you YES people .. let us analyze it at least ) SILENT .. no sound at all .

V : ( restlessly moving here and there in the seat .. trying to ask a doubt ) ma'am .. ( raises his hand .. the teacher looks at him as he speaks ) the statement of incrementing the count should be outside the loop as in the c++ code .. otherwise it will not do the same job.

Teacher : ( looking at the black board ).. umm yes it should be outside the loop ( start to smirk .. and smile more .. looking at V) you know even i used to do it at my time .

A : From where does that come from !!! who asked you what you used to do!!!!!

Teacher : Even i used to ask lots of doubt ..you got a 9 pointer right ? ( smirking again ) .. i know how it is to be a 9 pointer .. they tend to show off their knowledge by asking such doubts.

( eventually the teacher is a passout from our course only.. hyper senior as the term goes .. senior ->super senior -> hyper senior ;) )

V : (becoming more restless..because this isn't what was expected .. and this isnt what he intent to do .. he just wanted the class to notice the mistake )

A : ( in his mind ) what the shit does it mean anyway .. c'mon not in the morning class at least.

Teacher : (turns head towards the board again .. she doesn't really expect retaliation in a deemed university college .. where the show is run by teachers and teachers alone )

V : ( irritated .. like hell ) .. whaaaaaat ... is that anyway ? .. why can't i ask questions ..

A : ( in his mind ) yeah you are right ... is wasn't you who was showing off .. it was the DAMN TEACHER who was trying to show off .. trying to prove that I DO NOT BELONG TO THE SUBSET OF TEACHER CLASS called "LOOSERS".. but in the end proved the opposite .

PS: more to come in next few days .. see for yourself.. and make a image of this place... i intend to write more of funny and negative incidents.. because i cant remember any positive ones in the class in this semester at least .

Just another day in Post graduation classes :) part 1

2010-03-26T23:58:00.001+05:30

A mid afternoon class .. after attending 2 hours of age less classes .. in deep sleep A .. ans rest of the class :

Economics teacher : So what are the examples of 3rd degree of monopolist's price discrimination?

A : ( In his mind only in whole of the post ) Ohh .. shit .. now again she start asking question .. why the hell she couldn't get a book to find examples herself.. somebody should bloody gift her a good book to read economics.

Other students : ( in union ;) ) ma'am .. umm ... ( some other people ) ... aaaaaahhhhh .. .. ( some more ) hehehah ...

Economics Teacher : ( making a as usual constipated face as always ) How can i hear when all of you will say at the same time ?

A: You can use your ears for God sake .. you dumb African .. sahara desert inhabitant ..

X: ma'am we have a discrimination of marks .. even if we attempt the same paper .. and write same answers .. but still we get different marks .. he smile ..

Rest class : ( laughing ) ..

Economics teacher : yeah you have a point .. please say it loudly ..

X : (repeats again)

Rest of class and A : (laughing)

Economics Teacher : ( makes a face like crushed paper as if the teacher has come to a result after deep thought) May be we can say that railways do price discrimination .. as we have to pay different prices for different classes we travel in.

Y: but ma'am .. how can it be price discrimination .. price discrimination is when same commodity is offered at some price .. .. (couldnt even complete )

Economics teacher : yeah so railways is a commodity right ?

A: laughing .. in his mind .. mr Y has guts to counter question this African lady .. man.. you so will be regretting this ..

Y: yeah ma'am railway is a commodity .. but inside it there are different services .. like ac.. sleeper .. so we cannot talk about price discrimination just in terms of railways .. we have to talk in terms of the services.

Economics Teacher : yeah .. so railways is also a commodity right ?

A : man .. you couldnt even move this wall ..

Z : ma'am let me explain ( whole class laughs .. and stay silent ) ma'am .. yes railways is a commodity .. umm .. blahh blahh ..

W: look at his hand movement man ( referring to Z) .. if you mute him.. and just see his hands .. we can easily direct a adult clip for the lan ..

A: laughing like mad seeing his hands ..

Z: blah blah blah .. blah .....................................

Economics teacher : ohhk .. ( makes a face as if she has gained knowledge from heavens) .. and says .. yeah that is right .. but cant we say that railways is a commodity .

A : laughing like mad .. haha .. our father of economics has failed today in explaining this African lady !!!

Economics teacher : (makes a much more constipated face ) why are you so quite A ? i think you should say something .

A: (speaks for the first time ) Ma'am what can i say .. everybody is already saying too much :) .. ( smiles )

Economics teacher : ( To the class ) You know everyone should participate ..

Y: (starts again ) .. ma'am blah blah ..blah blah blah ..

A: man she is a damn wall why are you even banging your head .. shit .. shit .. what are you doing .. dont you get it .. she is saying the damn answer again and again .. why are you bloody trying to convince her in the first place .. i told you .. you will have regrets ..

Economics Teacher : ..... umm .. we should find a good example tomorrow .. but railways is a commodity .. i m convinced.

:) :) haha

PS : more of the jokes from the real life .. coming soon !! :).. Damn .. i didnt used to sleep this much until my graduation .. !! cya :)

The Day that went by

2010-03-08T00:16:00.000+05:30

I m sitting near a beach.. On black rocks.. About a height of a 2nd floor of a building..i can see sun setting down just in front of me on the horizon.. Behind the enormous sea water.. There is just water n sand, as far as my sight can go..splashing waves.. hitting those black rocks.. again n again.. Sea is on its worst ..i can see light from the light house.. White pure beam of light.. cold gush of air hitting me as it is trying to tell me something.. I m just sitting watching the sun go down..setting another day in my life...

This place bring some good feeling to me.. The wind force me to give away my pain to her as it will take them with her.. The waves force me to wash away my worries... The sun telling me to get over with things from the past.. The black rocks never give up facing the sea..they lie there in the middle of the sea till the end of their lives..

I wish to fly with the wind .. Or let it just take me with her.. i want to travel with these waves.. travel with them wherever they go.. I want to be with sun ..so may the days of my life never set..

Remembering the song .. somehow it come to my mind:

Tune jo na kahaa..

Mai woh sunta raha..

Khamkha bewajah khwaab bunta raha..

Jaane kiske lag gyi hai humko nazar.

Is shehar mein na apna tikana raha
Durr chahat se mein apni chalta raha
Khamaka bewajah khwaab bunta raha...

There is a man sitting here alone ...somewhat far on the same edgy slope... silent.... Not talking..it seems he just want to ease off pains of his lives...he is old.. Just looking towards the sea with expectations that it will help him heal himself.. Make him believe that he will b happy tomorrow.. There will b friends around tomorrow.. Life will be lively .. Even.. Not rough.. He will b able to fly ..like the bird he is watching .. flying around horizon deep in the sea.. Sea of freedom.. Breaking shackles of his rigidness.. His fears.. His worries for d future.. His regrets from the past.. N do whatever he ever wanted to do in life.. With risking it all.. N not even worrying of what may happen..

The ship far off in the horizon is looking so beautiful..like a lone worrier..fighting the waves.. N riding on it.. .

Suddenly the light has decreased.. The sun has set.. Everything is glum.. I think writing everything will help me.. Its like story of my life.. I don't know now if anyone would be interested in reading it or not..

But it will help me appreciate good times in future.. For i have seen how sad can time make u sometimes.. That your heart aches every night when u go to sleep.. It cries for help.. Not to hit it with a knife everyday.. N feel like listening to loud songs to cut itself from environment around himself.. To find some solace from the everyday sadness.. N for once b happy.. May b for the first n last time after this sad phase.. Smile from within.. Without grudges.. N just keep smiling.. :-).

Disclaimer : All the above words are a art of fiction based on imagination .. it is not connected with anyone living alive or dead on this planet.. if still it does .. write me a comment ;)

To Catch the running Train Dream

2010-02-25T17:46:00.000+05:30

I don't have dreams .. not everyday in my life .. my sleep is so deep that no alarm or phone calls can wake me up but.. today i had a dream .. and it a different..

I was travelling in a train .. with a friend.. it seems he was faceless because i cant remember him .. i think i was on my way to my college in south India, because normally i don't really travel in trains. Everything was fine ..train was moving swiftly .. there were lights in the train .. and darkness outside.

The train stopped at a random station.. i could hear the screeching sound of the train tires stopping slowly..very slowly.. as the train approaches the station i looked out of my window to see which station is it .. and there was no name .. just the darkness .. no running water taps .. no restrooms... just a base of a platform .. out of curiosity . we two step down from the train.

In a short time the scene got shifted to a temple .. there was a idol around 10 feet tall.. well lit .. in front of the centre wall as we entered in there..except that light it was totally dark. There were people sitting there talking among themselves ... or praying may be .. i was just standing there facing the idol ..the light gave the idol a different aura around it, making it pious. Then one of the person sitting there had a argument with the other people around him . he stood up .. removed the cover on the left hand side wall .. which was nothing but darkness until now.. and now there was another idol there .. it looked like a religious fight going on .. people cursing each other.

The scene changes again .. since the train made a stop we went ahead walking on the railway track to see what more is there besides the darkness.. the train was behind us .. we had a long walk for like a kilometer ..there was nothing but whole lotta trees .. some up righted land around the railway lines.. no villages .. not a single person ..and suddenly the train's head light lights up .. we see it from far off..even before i could react there was the blowing whistle and the train started moving towards us..it was moving swiftly.. it was on the way to crush us with its deadly wheels.. ..but we made a narrow escape from it by climbing up that up righted land besides us..at the right time .. we two were scared like anything as the train passes us by in a unimaginable speed.. and so the run to catch the train started..

As soon as the train left us .. we started running behind it .. our luggage was inside the train .. money ..
At this point my imagination creates the picture of my separate compartment in the train .. it was big .. big enough for two people travelling .. yellow painted walls .. lamp shades to lit the place with 4 windows .. all of around 3 feet.. no window panes.. and with seats to sit around two of them. There were two wooden beds with brown bed sheets.. electric lamps produced a effect of a candle light in the room with their yellow bulbs and all the darkness outside. Surprisingly there was no way out of the room .. it was just walls except the windows. i see my brown bag lying on the floor with my phone in the upper pocket of the bag...ringing .. as i see the phone light going on and off.

Then the dream brings me back to where i was .. running behind the train ...so we two started running behind the train .. and it seems we had some supernatural force in ourselves .. we were actually running behind the train .. but couldn't catch it .. it was always ahead of us .. always .. Then somehow we inferred we should go to the next station the train is going to ..and catch it there.

The scene shifts again .. we are on a platform .. with is well lit with white lights off the tubelights hanging in the ceilings.. there were benches for people to sit .. a wall clock .. signboards..just like you see any normal Indian railway platform in night..and the train was standing there .. we were relieved to see it.. we were on time .. the train's headlight lights up again.. and my friend jumped from ground in front of the train engine ... the jump was high enough for a human being.. and landed on the top of a AC compartment.. train had AC compartments directly behind the train engine.. and the train was divided into two .. the first half was just AC with white lights inside..and the 2nd half was normal yellow lamp shades, the one where i was travelling and there was no way to get to the back part of the train from the first part of the train .. so i started running on the platform to reach my coach..and my friend was jumping on the compartments..on the roof.. To our surprise the train started running again .. and the two halves of the train were dividing .. going opposite ways.. it seems like there were two engines.. one on the back .. and one on the front heading to two different destinations.. i could see the flashing white lights of the AC compartments in my eyes.. as train was moving very fast.. it blurred my vision ..

As soon as we could reach our compartment.. the train was gone.. and so we were running again in the darkness of that night .. Then a new landscape appeared in front of us .. the train was going on the edge of a mountain.. or a high land.. we saw some white lights behind the train .. the lights were visible from inside of the train also .. we were still running on the railway tracks .. i had a look at my feet ..i was not barefooted.. i had socks ..but shoes couldn't be seen anywhere... when we reached the edge we saw another railway station .. it looked like a station in a hill station .. there was a just one platform .. well lit with white tubelights.. there were no shops...no stairs ... there was just one big shed above the platform supported by the iron pillars .. and so we deduced that the train should be stopping on the station that we are watching just now .. and leaving the train we got off the edge .. we two took different routes to reach the platform .. since there was no roads to the platform .. we took ways out of the soiled roads .. which looked as if people were going to the platform through them for ages.

As we reached there .. the picture changes again .. it was like mid day ..cloudy skies ..dull grey .. cold winds.. we were standing on a station .. which is placed way high above in a rocky mountains .. there was no ice... no trees in the mountains.. they were just vertically erect.. made of grey rocks .. or black maybe .. in front of me was another mountain .. standing erect .. there was a wide gap between the two mountains .. and if you see down .. you will see a river flowing .. and i realized that this platform is way up from the ground.. i saw on the right ..there was a bridge visible ..above my head level at a considerable less height than that of the mountains.. which is used by the trains to cross the gap between the mountains..

We were then approached by a railway official .. he was dressed in black uniform .. and he informed us that we have lost our train .. and now there is no way of getting back on it .. i asked him about which is the next train to my destination ..he mentioned something about a place called 'beas' in the conversation.. we were sitting on a green coloured bench as we talked about it..my friend was no where to be seen in the surroundings.. i was worried about my luggage.. i asked him if he will be able to get our luggage from the train... he assured us that our things will be safe. and then i stated telling him the story which you have been reading for quite a while now :)
it was like recursion .. telling my dream inside my dream .. so that how i remember it.

PS: i didn't do much of a exercise yesterday .. but today when i woke up .. i felt pain in my right foot's thumb joint while i was walking. :)

I have been going to places.... First Stop: Murudeshwa

2010-02-17T23:56:00.000+05:30

"Murudeshwara is a town in the Bhatkal Taluk of Uttara Kannada district in the state of Karnataka, India. "Murudeshwara" is another name of the Hindu god Shiva. Famous for the world's tallest Shiva statue, this beach town lies on the coast of the Arabian Sea and is also famous for the Murudeshwara Temple."

Reading this on wikipedia i started my journey on 06-Feb, heard about the place from many people .. saw some photographs in a friend's facebook account last month and so i was traveling with my friends. I always had a wish to travel and see south India as soon as i arrived here in NITK Surathkal for my Post Graduation course.

Luckily on 05-Feb our college authorities gave us back our God's Gift: internet ( atleast in the lab ;) ) so i thought of doing some homework of what the place is all about and i found out the place's history goes way back to the time of ramayan ( i dont believe ramayan did happen .. i mean nobody has proof of it other than the guy who wrote it ;) .. i will comment about it sometime later ) .. so here is what i found out:

"The origin of the name "Murudeshwara" dates to the time of Ramayana. The Hindu gods attained immortality and invincibility by worshiping a divine lingam called the AtmaLinga. The Lanka king 'Ravana' wanted to attain immortality by obtaining the AtmaLinga. Since the AtmaLinga belonged to Lord Shiva, Ravana worshiped Shiva with devotion (So Selfish people can be ;) ). Pleased by his prayers (it means Lord Shiva was buttered enough;) ), Lord Shiva appeared before him and asked him what he wanted. By this time Narada had asked Lord Vishnu to change Ravana's mind. As a result of this plot, Ravana asks for Goddess Parvathi, and Lord Shiva offers her to him.

On his way back to Lanka Narada tells Ravana that Lord had not given him the real Parvathi and that the real Parvathi was in Pathala (playing games as always!). So Ravana frees his companion,goes to Pathala and marries a king's daughter ,assuming her to be the real Parvathi. He then returns to Lanka, where his mother asks him for the Linga. Ravana then comes to know of the tricks played on him by Lord Vishnu. He therefore prays to Lord Shiva again, begging for his forgiveness. Lord Shiva appears and this time, Ravana requests the AtmaLinga as his boon. Lord Shiva agrees to give him the boon with the condition (There are always some *Conditions apply ;)) that it should never be placed on the ground. If the AtmaLinga was ever placed on the ground, all the powers would return to Lord Shiva again. Having obtained his boon, Ravana started back on his journey to Lanka.

Sage Narada, who came to know of this incident, realised that with the AtmaLinga, Ravana may obtain immortality and create havoc on earth (haha then why did Lord Shiva made the AtmaLinga as Open Sourced in the first place ?? ). He approached the Lord Ganesh and requested him to prevent the AtmaLinga from reaching Lanka. Lord Ganesh knew that Ravana was a very devoted person who used to perform prayer ritual in the evening every day without fail. He decided to make use of this fact and came up with a plan to confiscate the AtmaLinga from Ravana.

As Ravana was nearing Gokarna (this may be my next stop, again a good place ), Lord Vishnu blotted out the sun to give the appearance of dusk. Ravana now had to perform his evening rituals but was worried because with the AtmaLinga in his hands, he would not be able to do his rituals. At this time, Lord Ganesh in the disguise of a Brahmin boy accosted him.Ravana requested him to hold the AtmaLinga until he performed his rituals, and asked him not to place it on the ground. Ganesh struck a deal with him saying that he would call Ravana thrice, and if Ravana did not return within that time, he would place the AtmaLinga on the ground.

As predicted, before Ravana could return after completing his rituals, Ganesh had already placed the AtmaLinga on the ground (and BOOOM!!!). Vishnu then removed his illusion and it was daylight again. Ravana, realising that he had been tricked,tried to uproot and destroy it; Due to the force exerted by Ravana (now i know how egyptians made the pyramids.. so much of muscle power ha ha), some pieces were scattered. One such piece from the head of the linga is said to have fallen in present day 'Surathkal'(this is where i am right now) .The famous Sadashiva temple is said to be built around that piece of linga. Then he decided to destroy the covering of the AtmaLinga, and threw the case covering it to a place called Sajjeshwara, 23 miles away. Then he threw the lid of the case to a placed called Guneshwara (now Gunavanthe)and Dhareshwara, 10-12 miles away. Finally, he threw the cloth covering the AtmaLinga to a placed called Mrideshwara in Kanduka-Giri (Kanduka Hill). Mrideshwara has been renamed to Murudeshwara."

So after a hilarious story .. we left surathkal @ 7 in the morning by a passenger train..it was a nice journey with nice landscapes around .. the train route between maharashtra and karnataka on the western coast is a thing to see i must say . It took two and half hours to reach there. The railway station itself is placed at a very nice to see location.. mountains on the sides, an amazing sight for a photograph freak like me.

Took a public transport to reach the temple, apart from the temple the city looks like a barren desert and nothing else. The first sight of the place is so fascinating in itself, just imagine yourself seeing a clear waters of a beach, the great idol of Lord Shiv and the 20 storey high Gopura all in one place. You see a temple when you pass the gates of gopura, all painted with golden spray paint which actually looks good from inside.

The two life-size elephants in concrete stand guard at the steps leading to the temple. As you go ahead inside you have to pay Rs 20 per person to up via lift in the gopura, there is no terrace kind of thing upstairs but still the view is quite photographic through the large windows they have placed there.

Then the next best thing that you can do is go for the ferry ride in the sea because by the time you finish visiting the places i mentioned it will be noon and the place become too hot for a north Indian i suppose ;)..

There were many private boats available for like Rs 1000 for a family, Water motercycles for single person, and ofcourse we took the cheapest of them all, the ferry which was just Rs 40. It was quite a thing to travel on a boat inside the sea, the waves were so cool .. deep blue sea, its quite a different kind of feeling when you know there is just water below you and nothing else, its so different :) . so the ferry ride took like 20 minutes but it was fun.

The third attraction is the Great Idol of Shivji for which you have to climb up some small number of stairs :) but once you are there the view is perfect, Gopura on one side , the idol one the other , the sea on the third side and the big residency with a big lawn on the forth side. For the facts : It is the tallest statue of Shiva in the world. The statue is 123 feet (37 m) in height, and took about 2 years to build. The statue was built by Shivamogga's Kashinath and several other sculptors, financed by businessman and philanthropist Mr R.N. Shetty, at a cost of approximately 50 million Rs. The idol is designed such that it gets the sun light directly and thus appears sparkling. Originally, the statue had four arms, and was adorned in gold paint. However, large wind gusts blew the arm off (the one that held a small drum, later it was restored), and rains dissolved the paint.

Had food in some sea side restaurant, the waiter had so much of attitude in himself as if he was the next genius of this century haha ;), food was okay like the north Indian food in south Indian style.

Then the trip ended around 5 pm with another passenger train back to surathkal. On the whole it was a good day, took some 347 photographs and most of them were just awesome ;).

Will be writing more about my other trips soon, Keep reading .. keep smiling :)

I hate ....

2010-02-15T23:03:00.000+05:30

For a very long time i am thinking of writing in my space .. on constant basis ..i have been searching for something to write about .. so i tag myself :).. reading it about on some blog i thought why not do it ..

so here are things i hate about :

1. The so called educated hypocrite people who can insult you just in a way they are saying jokes in a group.. pretending to be friendly but are always shitting on your back.

2. The people who drive like mad .. trying to move cars on the roads as if they are driving a bike.. shit trying to run like its a race to win .. but they never get it, no matter how fast they go.. there will still be people in front of you.

3. I hate not achieving my goals .. being lazy ..

4. I hate being a under performer at anything ...

5. I hate myself for being low on confidence at many a times.

6. I hate myself for feeling so indifferent about myself .. as if sometimes people can overpower me.

7. I hate myself for expecting from people again and again .. even if i know what the result will be from there side.

8. I hate myself being lost in the blank state .. which is becoming more and more common these days .. i just want to get out of this.. anyhow.

I wish to write more productive next time .. tadaa :)

For my Friend around the Corner.. :)

2010-02-02T23:09:00.000+05:30

A poem (which i got as a forward) for all the Friends around me .. just wanna say ... i never wanna loose you .. just read on :

Around the corner i have a friend,

In this great city that has no end,

Yes the days go by and weeks rush on,

And before i know it, a Year is gone,

And i never see my old friend's face,

For life is a swift and terrible race,

He knows i like him just as well,

as in d past days wen i rang his bell,

And he rang mine,but v wer younger den,

n nw v r busy,tired men !

Tired of playing a foolish game,

Tired of makin a name !

Tomorrow i say, i wil cal u my friend,

Just to show dat i m thinking of him,

But tomorrow comes and goes n distance between us grows n grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,

Here's telegram sir,"ur frnd died 2day !"

And thats what v deserve n get in the end,

Around the corner,a vanished friend,

Just remember to say your heart out my friends.. in the end this is the only thing that matters the most.
Keep Smiling ;) :)

Back with a Tag in a hand .. and butterflies in the other :)

2009-12-07T23:59:00.000+05:30

Its been six months and i have not written anything on this space .. every time i used to go through those update list of my blog .. i always used to wonder .. man you write so well you should get back on it .. :) n so i really thought of writing here something more :) ;) .. Thankz to chandni for tagging me .. this tag of yours is really heart touching ;)..Last 6 months were really something .. will be writing more about them also soon ... so here the tag :

" 7 Things which nobody knows about me.. "
( i m writing this after giving it a lot of thought process and brain :) .. which i have lost somewhere in the time being ;) so read whatever i ve got to offer you )
so here they are :

1. I would like to wear specs without power :) .. Giving thanks to God for making my eyes so perfect though ..

2. I have a million dreams .. which multiply with exponential rate every micro second :)

3. I have a lot of questions .. about everyone .. about everything :) If you have patience just tell me how you do whatever you do the best.

4. I am just being lazy at times .. if i don't feel like doing it .. i don't do it.

5. I love clothes .. and geeky things .. and food .. 3 things i will be spending when i start earning.

6. I love to do new things .. not just geeky ... currently considering writing a book :) Sometime i do work out some incident of my life as pages in a book :).

7. I hate being lost in the blank phase that i face sometimes ...

... so i pass this tag to :
1. Nayna : i know i havnt been in touch with you .. but i sure will be... i hope so :)
2. Priyanka Kulkarni : i think you can write more than just that personality information on your blog :)
3. Geetika : its been 10 months .. you should start writing something more about yourself on the blog :)
4. Nishant: same goes for you too yaara :)
5. Chavvi: she is like a year away from this blog world :) .. please do this once again !!
6. Ria : I want you to start a blog n start writing :) .. you dont have to be a genius to do it :)
7. Siddhi: i personally think you should be more regular :) ...

And here are the rules :
# list 7 things about yourself that nobody knows.
# Pass this tag to 7 other people.
# Comment on their blog to let them know that they are tagged.

Happy Blogging :) ... I will be back ;)

Dusvidaniya .. Vinay Pathak died mind you :)

2009-05-08T00:07:00.003+05:30

Good Afternoon to all the teachers and my dear friends. I do have a few things to speak today as this is THE last day i can speak here on the mike. My uncle did his graduation long time back from hansraj .. it was like 15 years back may be ..and he was so excited at the time of my admission at hansraj saying that hansraj is the best college around.

An incident that he told me few years back goes like this .. teacher gave their class a task or something .. dont really remember exactly now .. but in the end the task was not completed and teacher was like aarrrggggg!! :). He just said: " Either get out of the class or face the principal " ha ha .. and guess what they choose the latter :) and it was fun.

So for now our assumption is this that hansraj is the best college around :)..the very best college of our Delhi University :) except for our course which is like an exception always .. B. Sc. Computer Sc. (Hons). what a big name :) and what a big exception :).

On my Freshers I said the following words (My Favourite Quote :) ):

"zindagi ki asli udaan abhi baaki hai,
zindagi ke kai imtehaan abhi baaki hai,
naapi hai mutthi bhar zameen abhi,
aage abhi saari zameen
saara aasmaan baaki hai...."

I loved that Quote so much .. he he .. but ab toh yeh haal hai ki Inchitape se zammen naap le wohi badi baat hai :)

Lekin Hansraj is the best :) the very best :) I would certainly like to appreciate our sports staff.. specifically the SPORTSMAN we have in there.. ( I dont know why he said so :) bloody crap!!). Let me tell you his secret that he once shared with us.. it was an average day of our college life .. and we asked him if we could play some table tennis or badminton ( in the sole sports room we have) as we know our college has been winning many trophies and awards, so we thought of contributing atleast something to it (sarcastically ;) ) and you know what he said to us ?? i mean the very secret of his life i think .. that how he is a sportsman on this date .. serving the hansraj ha ha ... he said, " We can only play outdoor games like Carron Board " man that was hilarious .. that explains alot about hansraj actually .. on a serious note .. Hansraj is the best college of delhi university .. no doubts .. our assumption still holds true :).

I had such classes that were like full of frustration .. man i even broke pencils with one hand out of one hand .. Some of our classes were DISSOLVED :) .. and some teacher walked out. They thought we were so dumb .. we didn't even understand what was our goal in life .. crap .. what bloody hell they think of themselves .. i have no clue about it .

I will miss our classes in the yoga room.. it was like a challenge..quite an adventure ..Every now and then i raised my head to look for the ceiling which i thought can fall on my head anytime .. man you should look at the cracks in the ceiling .. and the remains on the chairs and table .. ha ha .. we were so lucky to have our classes there .. man that was an expensive class .. mind it we paid 23k for sitting in such a deluxe room of the college :) it was quite a thing to study with pigeons around .. and a hanging ceiling ..so to speak :) amazing ..

Yes I know yar hansraj is good... ohh i m sorry THE best college :)..

I wish my all my friends have a good future ahead .. may you succed in everything you love .. everything you want to achieve. May you go to a college .. if you have plans to study further, where principal do not give you a 'dhamki' of throwing you out of college when you are staying late in college for some work.. ( Bloody shit!! )

I hope i never ever get a chance to return back to such a college :) .. It was good on the whole .. we all stand to our assumption ..

HANSRAJ IS THE BEST COLLEGE :)

Thank you :)

PS: Most of you will not be satisfied by the way i wrote and spoke some part of it :).. you are welcome to give and add your own views :).. Keep smiling :)

Silence in their lives ..

2008-12-25T23:19:00.007+05:30

Every day I used to go for my after-dinner-walk, there was somethingI used to notice many times but never thought about writing about it here in myspace. So I was thinking about this for quite a few hours and decided to writeabout THEM.

These are 4 -5 guys. If you see them they would like anyother youngsters you see around - wearing good clothes, smiling brightly, and aconstant glow in their eyes. But what makes them different is that they can'tspeak. To look at one side of it, at least they don't chatter around like girls.They smile, they laugh, and talk so fast with their actions. As someone hasrightly said: ”Actions speak louder thanwords.” It’s true for them as this is the only way they can communicate.

I just felt that how much urge they would have in themselvesto say things and feel them. They are always short of words.. And look at us,we have a our voice box intact, and are still short of words everyday :)

Salute to our Armed Forces .. Half boy - Half man

2008-12-07T13:05:00.000+05:30

While the average age of the army man is around 30 years,
at the time of enrolling / commissioning he is around 19
years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under
normal circumstances is considered by society as half man,
half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy
a beer, but old enough to die for his country.

He's a recent school/college graduate; he was probably
an average student from one of the Kendriya Vidyalayas,
pursued some form of sport activities, rides an old
mo'bike / scooter, and has a steady girlfriend that
either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be
waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens
to bollywood music or ghazals or rock & roll or hip-hop
or country or swing …. ………. and a 155mm howitzer.

He is 5 or 7 kilos lighter now than when he was at home
because he is working or fighting insurgents or standing
guard on the icy Himalayas or the jungles of the North East
from before dawn to well after dusk or he is in Mumbai
engaging the terrorists. He has trouble spelling, thus
letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a
rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the
dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun
or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he
must.

He digs trenches and weapon-pits and can apply first aid
like a professional.
He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is
told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is
not without spirit or individual dignity. His pride and
self-respect, he does not lack.
He is self-sufficient.

He has two sets of combat dress: he washes one and wears
the other.
He keeps his water bottle full and his feet dry. He
sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his
rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and
fix his own hurts.

If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you;
if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his
ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.

He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons
like they were his hands.

He can save your life - or take it, because that is his
job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half
the pay, and still find ironic humour in it all.
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in
his short lifetime. He has wept in public and in private,
for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.

He feels every note of the Jana Gana Mana vibrate through
his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the
burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who
haven't bothered to stand, remove their hands from their
pockets, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he
defends their right to be disrespectful. Just as did his
father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, he is paying the
price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy.

He is your nation's Fighting Man that has kept this
country free and defended your right to Freedom. He has
experienced deprivation and adversity, and has seen his
buddies falling to bullets and maimed and blown.
But, he has asked nothing in return, except
our acknowledgement of his existence and understanding of
his human needs.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and
admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing
their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation
calls us to do so.
As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot. . ..
A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in
their helmets.

Prayer wheel for our military... Please send this on after
a short prayer.

'Lord, hold our the Indian Armed Forces in your loving
hands.
Protect them as they protect us.
Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they
perform for us in our time of need.
Amen.'

When you read this, please stop for a moment and say a
prayer for our soldiers, sailors and airmen, on all
frontiers and wherever else they are needed.

Pray for the Indian Soldier. Unlike your 'Babus'
or 'Netas' He will always do you proud.

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Receive this as a email... felt it like saying it loud :)

My Weird Dreamzzzz...

2008-10-09T20:04:00.001+05:30

I was just sleeping in the evening and saw a very very different dream involving the Game Age of Empires :D although i stopped playing that game long back ..it still was there in my mind i think ...

The Idea of the dream was just that we have fights and all that in the game... but how about changing seasons in the game ??as i saw d Ice Age in the game ... i had a few soldiers .. just like the tutorial part of the game .. and they were fighting with the enemy .. and lost the war .. i had a ship and one soldier left .. and suddenly the glacier started melting .. and my soldier is running for land or he will die in that cold water its all water around him .. .. and then it all ends .. :)

Recent Explosions in Delhi....

2008-09-14T22:30:00.006+05:30

I was sitting in my usual coaching class yesterday ( sanmacs ) @ karol bagh while two of those blasts took place ..

It was around 3:30 pm @ Saturday .. i left my college on my bike heading towards karol bagh for my coaching .... i entered karol bagh from the street adjacent to gaffar market .. it was as usually crowded .. Half of the street taken up by the parked vehicles and rest jammed by traffic ... quite a bumpy ride it was .. as i passed the place where the explosion was yet to take place ...

Hopefully i was on time for the class ...

It was around 6:15 pm in the evening .. and we were sitting in an AC room on the 4th floor around 600 meters away from Gaffar market . around 100 of us in a room .. tired after whole day of college and 1 hour and 45 minutes of the class .. just waiting and waiting for the class to get over .. and suddenly we heard a sound .. it was like something has fallen from the 10th floor directly onto the ground ... something very heavy... and our Sanjay Sir joked about it, " kyaa hua yeh 2012 toh nahi aa gya ???"( there was a news about the earth getting destroyed in 2012 )... and we had a little laugh about it .. but we never knew what exactly happened .. for us it was just a sound ... and for many of them it was a catastrophe.

Our class was to get over @ 6:30pm... soon we got to know about the blast when everyone was receiving calls from their homes .. and everyone just started to rush to vacate the area... to reach their home safe and secure.I too got two three calls while i was still driving .. and reached home safely ..Saw those news reports .. and one thing i hated about it was the way it was covered .. i mean they were taking those blood strained bodies from the central park in CP .. and the camera man was just busy capturing it .. the blood just flowing like water and they were showing it on the face to their viewers .. bloody hell Indian news channels can show anything for the news ..

Today, i was there in karol bagh (again for the class) .. and I saw that closed road where the explosion took place .. it was all blood strained ... it was just too bad ..so it just motivated me to write something about it on my blog...

Chao till the next post :) May God bless you !!

Forgetfulness is really important sometimes....

2008-07-09T18:15:00.008+05:30

A Friend of mine sent me this ... I felt like sharing it to everyone around :) keep smiling :)

Forget about the days
when it's been cloudy, but
don't forget your hours in the sun

Forget about mistakes
that you can't change now, but
don't forget the lessons
that you've learned

Forget about the times
you've been defeated, but
don't forget the victories you've won

Forget about misfortunes
you encounter, but
don't forget the times your luck has turned

Forget about the days
when you've been lonely, but
don't forget the friendly smiles you've seen

Forget about the plans
that didn't seem
to work out right, but...

Don't forget to Always Have A Dream

Keep Smiling

Have a Wonderful day Ahead!!!

The Zahir-- by Paulo Coelho

2008-06-21T16:46:00.009+05:30

Recently i have been busy reading novels .. this one was kinda boring in the sense, the people who would like to read Suspense thriller novels wouldn't like this one :) .

So here is words from one of them " The Zahir " Written by Paulo Coelho ..

The story revolves around a man who is a renowned author and his wife, Esther. One day the author discovers that his wife has disappeared leaving no trace . Through time brings him success and new love but he remains mystified and increasingly fascinated by her absence which he calls, " Zahir "

As described in the book the Word Zahir has many different meanings :

He realized his true mission on earth and meaning of everything around him, being touches by the energy of enthusiasm by coming in touch with a another character of the novel "Mikhail" .

He rediscovered the Acomodador or the giving - up point of himself of himself , and soon he rediscovered everything around him also .

He was now aware of that the all powerful Zahir seemed to be born with every human being. He Quoted:

His search for her and truth of his own life takes him from south America to Spain, France, Croatia and, eventually , the beautiful landscapes of central Asia. More than that it leads him into a new understanding of the nature of love, the power of destiny and what it really means to follow your heart.

***
It truly stands for what the book Quotes:
"With The Zahir, Paulo coelho demostrates not just his powerful and captivating storytelling but also his extra ordinary insight into what it is to be a human being in the world full of possibility."

¸.•´¨`• WoNdErS oF oUr LiVeS •´¨`•.¸

2008-04-12T12:43:00.011+05:30

There was a farmer living in the pastures of the south,
one day he saw many beautiful flowers around his house.

He exclaimed that he would like to stay with these flowers all day but the farm need to be ploughed but when he came back,, they all were withered.

Another day he saw some small & beautiful birds singing around his house, he exclaimed again, i would like to listen to them but have to mend the southern boundary..

and when he came back .. they were gone ..

The next day .. he saw a beautiful white horse..inviting him to ride on it to see the beautiful valleys around, he exclaimed,
i have to go to buy the seeds from the market..

but when he came back he was gone too.

For over a year, he saw a wonder everyday through his window .. but he never got time to feel .. to see the miracles of nature.

Moral : Go the way where your Heart Says ... Never Stop Dreaming... let your heart have the freedom of the wind ...

"The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world,
and never to forget the drops of oil on your spoon."--The Alchemist

When you really want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it ! :)

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Believe Yourself !

I feel...

2008-03-03T21:34:00.005+05:30

When cold waves strike me,
I feel as if someone has just kissed my face.

When i wash my face with water,
I feel as if someone want to hold my face.

When tears roll out of my eyes,
I feel someone is there to wipe them.

When i feel sad,
I feel someone is there to cheer me up.

When i feel exhausted,
I feel someone is there who can energise me .

When i feel frustrated from life,
I feel someone is there to lift up my spirits.

When i run fast in life,neglecting everything in way,
I feel someone is there to stop me,to see the beauty of the world.

When i Laugh,
I feel someone is responsible for it.

When i like to live every moment of life,
I feel i m missing someone.

When i create something new,
I feel someone is there with me to share.

When i achieve something,
I feel someone is there to buck me up.

Sometimes i feel that 'someone' is living in my heart.
Somewhere Someone is Missing :)

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~~**Love Moves the World **~~

How Poor One Can Be?

2008-02-17T11:42:00.012+05:30

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the countryside with a firm purpose of showing his son how poor people can be .They spent a couple of days and nights on a farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip the father asked his son. "how was the trip son?" to which the son replied:"it was great dad."Did you see how poor people can be ?"the father asked.

"Oh yeah!", said the son."So what did you learn from the trip then?", asked his father.

The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog .. they had four...we have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have a
stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sights.we have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our foods, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us,
they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was just speechless.

Then he added "Thanks dad for showing me how poor we are...".

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Light and Darkness

2008-02-10T13:13:00.001+05:30

A girl went to her father and complaint about her life..she told him that she was very frustrated bu the struggles ..problems in her life.Her father was a chef by profession..he told her to follow him to the kitchen.

He took 3 pots, put carrots in one, egg in the second and some coffee beans in the last.

He hard boiled each of them till the water in each of them began to boil..then allowed them to cool down and let the girl observe them.

The carrot had become weak .. the egg had become hard and the smell of cofee beans made the girl to jump as they were spreading the fragrance.

Moral::

People passing through same adverse condition can respond in different ways..
some can be like a carrot.. ready to give up every time !!

Some can be like a egg.. become hard !

Some can be like coffee beans .. spreading fragrance even in adversities to make their companions feel the fragrance of life even in adversities"

THE SCARS OF LIFE

2008-01-02T22:47:00.000+05:30

"Love is when God became man."

Some years ago, on a hot summer's day in South Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house.

In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.

His father, working in the yard, saw the two as they got closer
and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water,
yelling to his son as loudly as he could.

Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him.

From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go.

A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn 't let go".

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You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let you go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.

Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That ' s when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go.

Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are going through.

Never judge another person's scars, because you don't know how they got them. Also, it is so important that we are not selfish, to receive the blessings of these messages, without forwarding them to someone else.

Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them too - enough to not let them go.

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Got it as a e-mail ... just thought of sharing it with you !! :D keep smiling :)

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Tag Two ~~ Feeling Bored !!

2007-11-10T15:16:00.000+05:30

HAVE YOU EVER ??!!

Smoked a cigarette?

No,, and never would ... why Burn your own body ... :) see that smoke comes out coz you are burning from inside :D

Crashed a friend's car?

Naah ,, but yes the RTO ppl did picked one of my friend's car .. costed Rs800 and the whole lotta madness after it :)

Stolen a car?

Well tried to stole mine only .. the second hand one :) to open the dor with a scale :)!

Been in love?

Yeah .. For sure ... Love with everything round me :)

Been dumped?

Well Didnt noticed if anyone did :) .. it doesnt matter anyway !!

Shoplifted?

Naah never ... one time tried to .. got a scolding .. from them i m buying things out :)

Been in a fist fight?

yeah.. and that was a dangerous one :)

Snuck out of your parent's house?

yeah .. one time ... we three children in the house had a BIG fight :) and was thrown out ... :) and we were like all smiling :D

Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?

Yeah many ... as in feeling of being a friend .. !! people are just seasonal friends many a times !

Been arrested?

Naaahhhh .. :)

Gone on a blind date?

Naaah ... no time for these kinda things :)

Skipped school?

well never ..

Been on a plane?

Yeah .. off to katmandu .. :D international flight :) for a vacation !

Seen someone die?

Naah ... but in movies ... YES .. i love that voilence of '300' :)

Purposely set a part of yourself on fire?

Naaah .. not on fire but yes in fire .. :) moving my fingers in the candle flame here and there :)

Been jet-skiing?

Naah never got a chance !!

Met someone in person from the Internet?

Yeah .. i did .it was great meeting them ... and yes i hope many more to go !

Taken pain killers?

Yeah .. used to have a very bad backache few years back ... but now its all gone .. thanks to AOL :)

Flown a kite?

Yeah many times.... Flying it for the first time without any help required a lot of hardwork of few weeks .. its was a great experience in last :)

Built a sand castle?

Naah not exactly a castle .. but yes a cave ... in thsilver sand that is used to make houses :)

Gone puddle jumping?

Yeah the rain water used to just enter the varendha .. :) had few photos clicked too :)

Cheated while playing a game?

ha ha Many times... while playing that counting game with more than 52 cards ... using two three blocks .. used to hide one or two cards .. :D or that three card gambling game .. it was fun ... teasing the sister everytime :D

Been lonely?

Yeah many a times ...but yes i can overcome it eventually !!

Fallen asleep at work or school/college?

Well no.... yeah BIGGGGGGG yawns are very frequent .. may be i will achieve that feat soon :)

Used a fake ID?

well didnt got any situation to do that ... but can be done easily :)!!

Felt an earthquake?

Yeah a major one two times :) first time the table and the electricity wores outside start shaking :) thought as the brother was shaking the table :D

second time sitting on bed.. it was like a rock and roll :D

Touched a snake?

naah never !!

Slept beneath the stars?

yeah many times .. but around 7 to 8 years back ... when the electricity wasnt used to be there .. its nice to sleep in that great cool wind :) and se those shooting stars .. i have seen many and many :)

Been robbed?

Well yes .. b mistake left a 50rs note in the bag .. and went to assembly in the morning .. and when i came back bag was open and it was gone :D

Been misunderstood?

very very few times ... sometimes it doesnt matter to make others understand .. its just a waste of time ... coz you know what the other person is :)

Won a contest?

yeah a recently only mathematics quiz in a magazine .. solved it using some c ++ and gave the answer and got 300 rs .. yooo ! but the next time they rejected my entry i think he he

Run a red light/stop sign?

Yeah ... 10 out of 20 ppl on road like me are in a hurry :D
mannerless ha ha.. NEVER !!

Been suspended from school?

Naah never ... alwaz been good !!

Been in a car accident?

Nopes .. and I hope Never will !

Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night?

Yeah ... i can evenly won a ice cream eating contest :D

Walked the streets drunk?

:D Dont drink !

Had déjà vu?

yeah many a times .... it feeling like getting down from a mountain on a roller coaster ride .. so fast .. the feelings get in like that !

Danced in the moonlight?

not actually danced but yeah i enjoy it .. dance with my heart!!

Witnessed a crime?

Naah Never !!

Been obsessed with post-it notes?

nopes !!

Squished barefoot through the mud?

well never !

Been lost?

Yeah one time .. attending my school's annual function ... at talkatora stadium .. when i was too small .. i was just standing in the middle of the stadium trying to find where is everyone :)

Been on the opposite side of the country?

well not yet .. but would love to !!

Swum in the ocean?

naah not my cup of tea!

Cried yourself to sleep?

never ..

Played cops and robbers?

Yeah many times ....used those guns used for diwali .. really it has a good sound effect :D

Recently colored with crayons?

not recently .... it was a long time back .. made a box type of things for my drawings !

Sung karaoke?

tried to on the freshers ... well cant find a karoake for that song. :)

Paid for a meal with only coins?

ha ha never !! ... its a great idea waise :D

Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?

yeah many a times .... have to do it ... circumstances you see :D

Made prank phone calls?

naah .. but would love to .. if i get a free call !!

Caught a snow flake on your tongue?

nopes not yet ...

Written a letter to Santa Claus?

nopes.... why writing a letter .. wen you can make a local call :D

Blown bubbles?

yup .. anytime .. even made soap water at home :D

Bonfire on the beach?

Havn't seen a beach as yet ... but it will be soon

Cheated on a test?

yeah .... by hook or crook .. one have to do things .. its been a long time .. have a very good history of never getting caught even once !

Gone skinny-dipping in a pool?

Nopes ....

Well a long long tag to do .. but it was good .. atleast something different !!keep smiling !!

Tagged and Feeling Dumb :)

2007-11-10T12:58:00.001+05:30

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well .. its high time to come out of my DUMB state of mind ... here goes the tag::

1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it.

Well on my forehead... got Hit by a leather ball .... and saw some really Good rivers of my Blood... 2 to 3 years back ... got some stiches .. i still remember how that doctor operated on me :)

well 2nd one in a fight .. on my face though not visible so much ... the other guy dig his nails onto my face ... aahh .. what a forest man he was :)!!

2. What does your phone look like?

Well My phone is a sexy slim Black L6 with a silver lining ..extra laminated screen (did it bcoz i got it for free :) ) and key pad all washed up coz of soo much of SMS typing :) even the paint from the side buttons are gone .. coz of soo many pictures clicked :).

3. What is on the walls of your bedroom?

Some of my paintings.. some embroidary work done by mummy ... a clock with a broken glass ( it broke coz my brother hit it with a cosco ball while playing cricket in the room :) a calender ... having nice pictures coz dates doesn't matter anyway .. a planner to mark the exam date sheet
( ONLY).. some of the inspiring and funny posters bought from KN market .. rest all simple :)

4. What is your current desktop picture?

Two Big Ice bergs.... with a strait in between them ... looks like making a way in between big and irritating things ! and chill too coz of ice :)

5. Do you believe in gay marriage?

What was that ... well yeah .. i mean people can do anything .. whatever i m least bothered !

6. What do you want more than anything right now?

My fire back in me ..Fire to work .. hard and harder .. to be able to see things clearly ... 'The Fire Vision' You can say :)

7. Are your parents still together?

Yeah For sure :)

8. Last person who made you cry?

Well its always me .. so last one was me only ... don't remember though when i cried... because i think like ... YES i can always find a way other than crying ... its like Hitting Back :) :)

9. What is your favorite perfume/cologne?

Well anyone that smells good to me .. no matter what brand is it .. got one perfume on my birthday .. and its too good 'Narcotics' .... :D

10. What are you listening to?

'Main Agar Kahoon' form Om shanti Om .. its just too good for someone like me :)

11. Do you get scared of the dark?

I love darkness as well as light .... The silence of night bring so much solace to the being ... its just wonderful and amazing .. specially the cold winds in night bring life to me .. standing in the balcony seeing the fog falls at 3:30 am in the morning ..just so amazing :)

12. Do you like pain killers?

There is no pain to Kill .. and no time to have Pains in Life !:) so it doesn't matter !

13. Are you too shy to ask someone out?

Well Quite open about it .. but that "someone" are only few .... rest of them i don't care ! :)
not many people are worth going out with !

14. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?

That Bada Wala Rasgulla :) i Just love it !

15. Who was the last person who made you mad?

Well frankly there are a few... they really make me mad irritated and frustrated .. Naming the would be a insult ... because 'woh bahut pahuchi hui cheez hai ' ha ha :) some net friends etc etc

16. Is someone in love with you?

Yeah I think so !! ..

PS: I pass this tag to Nayna.
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DrEaMs.... mY LiFe !!!

2007-07-01T13:10:00.002+05:30

"Sapne mat Dekho ....

Sapne Kabhi Pure nahi hote.....

Lekin mainesapna Dekha ....

Sapna ek naye kal ka ...

Ek sapna jo jarur pura hoga.....!!! "

Dreams ...Dreams .. Dreams...

How many times in a day we think about our dreams??

Some of us think more about them .....

Some think rarely...

Some of us see them with our eyes closed ...

Some of us eyes open...

The Question is: What exactly are they ? And do we give our100% to achieve them?

Dreams are often dumped ... often suppressed.... often givenup ... often attained!!!...

If a dream gets suppressed or can't be achieved, it leavesus uneasy. And the day we win the dream, life is full of roses and butterflies.

We do lots and lots of planning for our dreams .... work sohard to achieve them ..

Dreams are life ... Dreams are everything ... The RealDreams are the one we see with open eyes.

The things we always love to do become our dreams ... and wealways would love to chase them anytime in our lives whether in deep sleep orin the hour of high alertness.. and sometimes when we don't get what we wished forfrom GOD - those dreams get drained down the stream, leaving nothing in ourhands ... we shatter .. we cry ..

But what inspires us is that at that time WE are ourselves. Wecry because of our regrets ..because of our dead dreams ... But to be happy in thepresent moment is an ART ..not known to everyone ... We Ourselves Control Ourlives by how we react to them and how we look situations in life ... You must not have the fear to start fromZERO .. for us life is a risk we take everyday ... every minute .. everysecond...!

The only way to winis to give your everything to everything ... and you will get everything inreturn ... Life will be beautiful .. full off life ... Be enthusiastic like asmall child .. smile like him .. laugh like him.

Make Dreams come true .. fight for them .. the feeling ofsuccess will give life to you .... and it will inspire others too ....Whateveryou do on earth, stirs the soul of the world.. You have to look carefully forthe OMENS in your path and lead ahead. But NeverEver let a Dream Die ... InspireDreams ..Inspire others ... And let the Dreams Glow .. Glow your present and glow our future !!

" WORLD IS YOUR BASE ...

RISE UP ABOVE IN YOUR SPACE...

EXCELLENCE REQUIRES YOU ...

AND YOU REQUIRE YOURSELF !!" :D

keep smiling stay Blessed and May your Dreams be blessedtoo !!

Tags...... :D

2007-06-07T15:23:00.001+05:30

Nobody ever included me to write a tag ... so thanks to my friend arunima aka mickey mouse to that ... :D
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!~5 things you don’t know about me~!

*I m little bit selfish at times.. n i really hate myself doing that!!!

*Nobody can let me do things which i don't wanna do .. i am flexible at times.. but not alwazz!!

*I really likes to give a fight to anyone who want to compete with me .. anytime.. in any field!!Otherwise ... I don't Compare anyone to anyone else...not even MYSELF!!

*The Ankit i was... is really lost now the new one still prevails... and i really feel the change is for the gooood!!!

*i really need friends around me ... but now i have really learnt to only give n not take from them!!!

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!~ 6 things I like about summer ~!

1. Get to drink lots n lots of cold drinks(not aereated ones)... to cool myself offf!!!

2. Get to be in a ohhh soo chilled room all day long ... :D

3. Ahhh !! how can i forget the holidays ...the only holidays we get is in summers only!!

4. I got to meet my friends... as they all come back to their homes...n we have a great time together!!

5. I got to do my ohh so loving creative drawing .. coz i can't get time for it with studies!!

6.Well about this summer ... i have my school batch 's reunion so its fun !!

..The New BUS way of Lottery!!

2007-04-10T22:30:00.002+05:30

Once upon a time..... Naaaah...

Its happening now a days only.. have any of my friends ever saw some people giving gifts in the bus now a days... somethings like.. if you give a few amount then you will get the double of the money and some box free with it...

What happened actually ... let me tell you in detail a bit.. few months back .. i was going in some local private bus with a friend of mine .... so as the bus stop came some people get up usually on the bus .. generally as they do on any stop.. we people were being very closely observing.. he he .. just getting bored though .. what actually we saw .. around 5 people get on the bus from the same stop .. One sat in the back .. one in the middle .. one in front .. and one was standing randomly... and the 5th one just stood there and just like normal salesmen do in buses started to get attention of people by addressing them ...

He started the offer first.. selling a small box.. i don't know what it contains ... a very small as if it contains staplers pins... an with it was a small chit which decide the actual prize ie double the money or something something....

Then as the people normally do not believe these schemes .. so no one was paying attention to him.. so what the person sitting at the back did.. he gave Rs 100 the person standing...
and you know what the obvious thing happened ... he got Rs 200 back and the small box...

This thing actually raised many eyebrows in the bus.. the person standing is shouting as if its a moving LOTTERY he is making the people to play ... then the person sitting in the middle gave some Rs 50... he got rs 100 back ... isn't it a interesting way to cheat??...
seeing this many other people also bet some money .. any to the very obvious he lost his money...and those 5 people got off the bus on the same stop!!!

we people noticed the other day also.. the person sitting at the back seat yesterday was actually today selling the small boxes and the person who was selling those boxes yesterday was now sitting at the back seat.!!!DAMN AMAZING!!!

Its Interesting to know people are finding new ways to cheat each other ...
But is it not really funny to congratulate them in public.....

i Happens to see this kinda Lottery in bus few days back also .. same thing happened .. EXACTLY damn SAME!!!!i was just standing behind the person who was sitting in the back seat of the bus.. when he just got up from the seat.. i actually said congrats to him and "logo ko bevakuf banane ka acha tarika hai " .. he he man How mad he seemed to me !!

Interestingly amazing!!

PS:: i saw this happening in bus Number 861,159 and the buses that goes towards "purani delhi railway station".. 137 i suppose.. don't remember the number !!!

..A real incident !

2007-04-01T12:30:00.000+05:30

Hello friends......

Today i m sharing a real incident that happened to me ..
i don't know why but it really hit me ..when such a kinda thing happened..
So i now decided to share with you all ..

Since i decided to take admission in some Delhi University college.
i did the whole procedure of filling up the CENTRALISED FORM .. an some
of the other seperate college forms also since they weren't connected with
the central one .so everything was done and all the forms were filled up .
the cutoff came an i decide to go for HANSRAJ college ..which is among the TOP
most college of Delhi University and one of the Gud ones.

i had already filled up for COMPUTER SCIENCE HONS course in the college .
what actually has happened i made a drop last year so as to prepare for the engg.
entrances exams so what all documents i had were a year older like the CHARACTER
CERTIFICATE,provisional certificate ..

So on the day of Admission .. i filled up the admission form on DAY 1 of the
admissions.just because i was a one year dropper i was first told to get a afidavit
from court, but that was waved when we people talked to the college principal.
so everything was done as it is.. the HOD of DEPT. passed my form to the controller
of admissions..

you know what and why i was denied admission on that DAY 1 ??

just because my CHARACTER CERTIFICATE was one year older..isnt it shit??
the you know what the person sitting there told me to get a character certificate
just because it was older than 6 months.. does a person character changes after 6
months??

Then i have to work for the whole day to get a character certificate because it
was already afternoon and my school was also closed by that time.. n finally got
admission on DAY 2.
These things are just a crap .. a big crap ... i would not like to say anything
about the
DELHI UNIVERSITY college staff.. otherwise i think i would only be bad mouthing
them.. most unhelpful.most irritated ..we have to find a solution to it.. n we
will if someone do not take these things for granted.

thats all from my side ..!! post you comments if you really feel like there is
anything to share on this!!!

asta lavista

....The Tale Of Freedom....

2007-01-17T15:49:00.005+05:30

Once upon a time a townee

Lived under the winter lee

Too Survive from bitter cold

He had only minor gold

He worked only for the fee

But remained as a fruitless tree

But one day arrived in a castle

When whole town was going on a tussle

This was the day of reward for him

When he fought there in

The day arrived in for him

Planned by destiny just for him

His happiness knew no bar

As he could not kept under any par

This was the day of his Independence

Free from all dependence

The dependence on poverty

Which was making him so Hurty

The day when he got freedom from his life

Which cut him as a Knife

Up above so high

As we saw him fly

So high with GOD 's grace

Free from the human race

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